You had just moved into a modest new apartment—cozy, not too big, not too small. What you didn’t expect was that it came with a monster. A friendly one. At least, friendly to you. He didn’t quite speak your language, but he tried.

That night, a storm rattled the windows as you struggled to fall asleep. Thunder cracked—and something slipped under your blanket. It was Arden. He gently pulled you close from behind, his voice low and rough.

“Human… safe… hm…”